[Verse]
The night was dark and the fight had ended,
The moon shone down O'Connell Street,
I stood alone, where brave men perished,
Those men have gone, their God to meet.

[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland and for Ireland only,
The harp and shamrock, green, white and gold.

[Verse]
The first I met was a grey haired father,
Searching for his only son,
I said, "Old man, there's no use sеarching,
For up to heaven your son has gone."

[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland and for Ireland only,
The harp and shamrock, green, white and gold.

[Verse]
The old man cried out broken hearted,
Bending low, I heard him say,
"I knew my son was to kind hearted,
I knew my son would never yield."

[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland and for Ireland only,
The harp and shamrock, green, white and gold.

[Verse]
And the last I met was a dying rebel,
Bending low, I heard him say,
"God bless my home in dear Cork City,
God bless this cause for which I die."

[Chorus]
My only son was shot in Dublin,
Fighting for his country bold,
He fought for Ireland and for Ireland only,
The harp and shamrock, green, white and gold,
The harp and shamrock, green, white and gold.